Answer:
I would think the answer is D
Explanation:
c. the forced door to the birdcage
Mrs. Wright asked Mrs. Peters and Mrs. Hales to go to the farmhouse and collect a few things for her. The trifles began with Mrs. Wrights kitchen described (by the two) as messy and hastily deserted.
In the following excerpt of "Sinners in the hands of an angry God", Edwards extensively compares God's wrath with great Warters:
"The Wrath of God is like great Waters that are dammed for the present; they increase more and more, & rise higher and higher, till an Outlet is given, and the longer the Stream is stop’d, the more rapid and mighty is it’s Course, when once it is let loose. 'Tis true, that Judgment against your evil Works has not been executed hitherto; the Floods of God’s Vengeance have been with-held; but your Guilt in the mean Time is constantly increasing, and you are every Day treasuring up more Wrath; the Waters are continually rising an waxing more and more mighty; and there is nothing but the meer Pleasure of God that holds the Waters back that are unwilling to be stopped, and press hard to go forward; if God should only withdraw his Hand from the Flood-Gate, it would immediately fly open, and the fiery Floods of the Fierceness and Wrath of God would rush forth with inconceivable Fury, and would come upon you with omnipotent Power; and if your Strength were ten thousand Times greater than it is, yea ten thousand Times greater than the Strength of the stoutest, sturdiest, Devil in Hell, it would be nothing to withstand or endure it."
<span>BLANK VERSE - 1. I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
(Robert Frost, "Mending Wall")</span><span>
BLANK VERSE - 4.It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these
barren crags,
Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Unequal laws unto a savage race,
That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and
know not me.
( Alfred Lord Tennyson, "Ulysses")
</span><span>BALLAD STANZA - 2. The king sits in Dumferling toune,
Drinking the blude-reid wine:
O quhar will I get guid sailòr,
To sail this schip of mine.
(Anonymous, "Sir Patrick Spens")
BALLAD STANZA - 3. The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,
And I am next of kin;
The guests are met, the feast is set:
May'st hear the merry din. ( Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "The Rime
of the Ancient Mariner")
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